Saturday, December 20, 2008

This time thing is freaking me out. It's black at 5:30pm, and makes me feel sleepy. Of course it doesn't help that I couldn't sleep for shit last night. And my log was mumblin' something in his sleep. Geez. I tried to cover his mouth...

Friday, December 19, 2008

It's night. It's late. And I feel neat. Not the kinda neat like, "Oh, it's really neat and clean in here" but the kinda neat like, "I'm bored and feel like a bloated blow hole. Neat." The intent and connotation are completely different....

I am SO SICK of hearing Christmas music. I swear they keep playing the same song over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over... do you get my drift? If I hear Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland again I'm going to crawl inside that radio and ruin the magic of Christmas for that DJ.....

Christmas is just around the corner and I don't know what to get my log. I hate shopping with a passion. Plus, the only stores around me are Walmart and JCPenny up the road. Puke-a-rama. Maybe I'll be creative this year and make him something. On second thought...

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Once every few months I catch a show on Sci Fi or somethin' and it freaks me the hell out. OK, so I was brought up to be Christian, right. And we believe in the bible. The bible doesn't allow for aliens and ghosts that aren't angels or demons, so what is all the paranormal mumbo jumbo people hear and see? If you ask me, I think they've all fallen off their rockers....

Sunday, December 14, 2008

I don't know why but I'm feeling low tonight. Aside from staring at my log today, I actually got to rescue an animal. So, it should have been a great day! But I looked in his big (boxer) eyes and all of a sudden I was him... or he was me. If you've ever read, "The Art of Racing in the Rain" you'll understand. He wasn't just a dog anymore. He was more like me -- human! With real feelings, emotions and organized thoughts. And I felt as though he could somehow get inside my head. Then I was just sad, because I don't even have people in my life that do that. People that get inside your head and finish you sentences. People that can't wait to hear what you're gonna say next. The kind that jump at a chance to be clever, and prove their loyalty to you. Then I was even more sad because- as sad as I was, I had someone to go home to. Even if it was a log. And that was more than he had.

About Me

I'm unhappily married & work at my father-in-law's motel, Blue Top Motor Inn. I also rescue animals on the side, which is usually the highlight of my day when it happens. I love old movies, especially anything Marilyn Monroe.